My deskmate always wants to heal me

Zhou Xun seems to be acting quite well, but sometimes it is not true, but sickness.

On New Year's Day, He Chu readjusted the prescription for him, and Zhou Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and ran to the bathroom to vomit cleanly in less than 3 minutes.

When He Chu followed up and patted him on the back, Zhou Xun did not forget to explain: "I didn't mean it."

"And the medicine seems to have become bitter."

He Chu didn't say a word, but just served him water to rinse his mouth.

Zhou Xun supported the sink and stood up, looked at He Chu's face, and whispered, "I didn't lie to you, it was really hard." He knew that he had gone too far these days, and he didn't want He Chu to misunderstand this. This time he did it on purpose.

He Chu raised his hand to wipe the water on his chin, and said lightly: "I know, the bitterness is because of the added dose of Coptis chinensis this time."

Zhou Xun: "..."

Your uncle's.

He took back the guilty conscience just now.

In the evening, the prescription for the bowl of medicine was changed. When Zhou Xun took a shower and was wiping his hair and heading to the bedroom, he caught sight of He Chu in the courtyard carrying the medicine bowl to his mouth.

Zhou Xun stood there in a daze for a moment.

He Chu took a sip from the medicine bowl and frowned.

Zhou Xun felt his mouth dry and swallowed unconsciously.

He Chu came over with a medicine bowl and asked him to drink the medicine. Zhou Xun stared at the medicine bowl for a long time and didn't put it in his mouth. He didn't know which position He Chu had just drank.

In fact, he usually drinks a glass of water and eats a bowl of rice with He Chu sometimes, but now it suddenly changes.

After Zhou Xun drank this bowl of medicine, his whole body felt a slight tingling feeling of unknown meaning?

"Do you want to vomit?" He Chu observed his expression, and felt that something was wrong with Zhou Xun, his face was strangely red, and his eyes were still a little distracted.

Zhou Xun shook his head: "I don't want to."

"Is it bitter?" He Chu asked.

Zhou Xun shook his head again: "Sweet."

"..." He Chu suspected that he had prescribed the wrong medicine and had drunk his brains out.

He Chu raised his hand and touched his head, making sure he was fine before leaving.

Zhou Xun lay on the bed in a daze, as if he had drunk two catties of liquor.

Young people's emotions are like blazing fire, which is difficult to dissipate.

That night, Zhou Xun suspected that what He Chu had added to his medicine was not coptis, but epimedium.

Uncle Chen must have told Ye Junlan about He Chu's prescribing medicine for Zhou Xun. Zhou Xun didn't take it seriously before. After all, he always felt that he could be his own master.

No one can force him to do anything before?, not to mention he is still an adult now.

But when he accidentally heard Uncle Chen calling Ye Junlan that day, Zhou Xun felt that he might still be thinking too little.

Chen Bo told Ye Junlan a lot about his worries. Although Zhou Xun seemed to be in better spirits, it was not as obvious as everyone imagined.

People who seek medical advice may think that doctors are omnipotent. As long as they find a good doctor, all the illnesses in the family will disappear the next day, and they will be alive and well.

So when you don't get this kind of feedback, it's inevitable that you will be a little anxious.

When everyone went to the hospital to see a doctor and saw a doctor in his 30s or [-]s, he still instinctively felt distrustful. Only when he saw a full head of hair and a wrinkled face would he feel kind and at ease, not to mention that He Chu was just a child in the eyes of adults.

Zhou Xun thought about it?

When Zhou Xun patted the paper in front of He Chu, He Chu had just finished taking a shower and was sitting on the edge of the bed wiping his hair, because the door in the yard was not closed yet, so Zhou Xun broke in unimpeded all the way, even the door None knocked.

He Chu raised his eyelids and glanced at the paper: "What?"

"No liability to prove." Zhou Xun said.

The familiar formula has begun to act like a monster again.

He Chu frowned, reached out to take the paper, and saw it said: Today, Zhou Xun voluntarily accepts He Chu's treatment. If there is any accident in the middle of the treatment, it is all due to Zhou Xun himself and has nothing to do with He Chu. There is no evidence for words, but words are evidence.

Zhou Xun, the signature office below, has already signed his name.

"But you have to put it away, what will happen to me in the future? Something, this is to save your life."

He Chu looked at him indifferently: "Are you sick?"

scold him?

Zhou Xun stared at him: "I'm not sick, so I take medicine? You prescribed the medicine."

"If something really happened to you, how do you know that the medicine I prescribed has nothing to do with it?" He Chu asked him back.

Zhou Xun was stunned for a moment, then sat down next to He Chu in a daze, and looked at him with his head tilted: "Will it have anything to do with you?"

"Heh." The sneering voice seemed to be mocking Zhou Xun's IQ.

Zhou Xun found that since he signed the deed of selling himself, He Chu has been extremely arrogant, showing his true colors, and sneering at him at every turn.

Although he is responsive to his requests these days, he is not stingy at all when he gets ridiculed.

Zhou Xun put his hands behind his back and straightened his long legs: "I know this may not be useful, but I can't think of any way right now. I'll write a proof for now. I'll think about it when I get back, and then I'll consult you." Lawyer, what should we do in this situation, should we find a third party to notarize it?"

"I thought I had to leave some money for you. What would you do if Zhou Shenming couldn't think about it and wanted to file a lawsuit with you?" Zhou Xun felt that his idea was quite correct, regardless of Zhou Shenming's superficial benevolence and righteousness. Li Zhixin, but if something really happened to him? Something happened, Zhou Shenming might come here to trouble He Chu indiscriminately.

Zhou Xun was immersed in what might happen in the world "after his death", and tried his best to arrange all the things behind him clearly.

Zhou Xun never shy away from these things, he always thought about such things before.

I think about it when I can’t get up in bed, I think about it when I watch a TV series and see a certain plot, and I think about it occasionally when I feel that life is boring.

He would sometimes sit on the table and pick up a pen to write a suicide note, but later found that his short ten-year life was too short. If he wanted friends, he had no friends, and if he wanted relatives, he had few relatives, and they didn't need him for them. What are you thinking about? Career, let alone nothing.

The only thing that is still a little worried is Sheng Hang. The child has been dependent on others since he was a child, and his thoughts are heavy. Zhou Xun thinks that when he can smile in the future, his eyes and mouth will smile, not just the corners of the mouth, but the eyes? No. laugh.

In the end, there was only one line written on the suicide note: children, be good.

Later, that suicide note was put in the drawer? Somehow Sheng Hang discovered it.

Zhou Xun had never seen Sheng Hang cry before, that time Sheng Hang cried earth-shatteringly, it was very painful for a teenage child to cry, Zhou Xun coaxed him.

Later, within a week, Sheng Hang would cry whenever he saw him, and Zhou Xun's good temper was completely worn out, the brat is really annoying.

Sheng Hang cried and asked him, "Do you still want to commit suicide?"

Zhou Xun said, "I didn't intend to commit suicide."

Sheng Hang said, "You wrote all the suicide notes."

Zhou Xun said, "I wrote it for fun."

Sheng Hang said: "Fart, there is no one who writes a suicide note for fun, and those who write a suicide note don't want to live."

Zhou Xun said, "Yes, I fart."

Sheng Hang said, "You see, you just don't want to live anymore."

Zhou Xun said, "Yes, I just don't want to live anymore."

Sheng Hang started crying again.

……

Zhou Xun was so tortured by Sheng Hang that he almost thought that he really wanted to commit suicide.

After realizing it later, he really just committed suicide on a whim, an idiot.

About the last suicide note was a few years ago. He didn’t even dare to think about the words suicide note these few years, for fear that he would jump off the building if he couldn’t think about it suddenly. Then he would die unjustly. She was brainwashed and forced out by Sheng Hang.

It's quite interesting to think about it now, but in fact, the younger Sheng Hang is more fun. At that time, he was still a little childish. In recent years, his height has increased by a section, and even the expression on his face has been flashed Time flies, super grim.

Zhou Xun felt happy thinking about this. If he were to write a suicide note now, it would definitely not be a one-sentence matter. He had to make arrangements for He Chu clearly. There would be too many messages for He Chu. What? He Chu had to burn paper for him during the holidays and read a few more stories on the story machine, otherwise he would be too lonely.

Zhou Xun was immersed in this enigmatic world? Didn’t he feel anything? Something was wrong.

Here, He Chu felt that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were almost blown out of anger.

Childish, secondary illness, brainless? These words rushed out of He Chu's throat, but in the end He Chu swallowed them back, but his face became more and more ugly.

Seeing that the proof of innocence was torn to shreds by He Chu, Zhou Xun's eyes widened: "What are you doing? I'm doing it for your own good. Don't bite Lu Dongbin, you don't know good people."

He Chu tried hard to swallow his urge to scold others, and the words he said were icy: "Zhou Xun, I will only say some things once, so you can hear me clearly, you are not sick, just your body? Weak, fundamental? Weak, you can get better after a few years of treatment, if you can’t die, just relax and live as a disaster.” Maybe Zhou Xun did have a little illness when he was a child, which almost killed him experience, but he is not a child now.

What's more, he's still there.

He Chu is particularly disgusted when people say that he is dead, so is it not good to live?Why? To talk about death?

Who doesn't live in pain, even if you persist for a second, the next second may be different?

Why? Not insist on persist?

"That's it..." Zhou Xun didn't notice He Chu's suppressed anger, and said "tsk", "Then you keep this one too, just in case, and I'll write you another one."

Zhou Xun came to He Chu's desk and searched for a pen and paper, and said, "He Chu, if I get well, I will write you a pennant for the rest of my life? I will be the exclusive spokesperson of Doctor Xiao He. If I die, I will donate the body to you, let you dissect it, and dedicate my strength to the cause of medicine."

He Chu's expression was extremely ugly.

Zhou Xun himself was still flattered to ask for credit: "Well, I am loyal to you, am I so? I will dedicate my perfect body to you. When the time comes, don't be too envious when you see my body..."

Before Zhou Xun finished speaking, the paper in front of him was taken away. Zhou Xun smiled and turned his head to meet He Chu's sullen eyes.

Zhou Xun got stuck.

He Chu looked at him with a very cold gaze: "Zhou Xun, your mouth is so twitchy."

作者有话要说：二更，我没了。感谢在2021-01-1114:31:54~2021-01-1120:55:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xingyao 1;

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